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Song Jiyun poked Yuan Yunzhong's chest and playfully remarked, "Good that you know! Next time something like this happens, you need to speak up for me."

"Mmm!" Yuan Yunzhong said, unable to resist pulling her into his embrace.

Her body was soft like warm jade, but he knew she had a resilient heart.

Like a tree growing beside him, its branches intertwined with his, yet able to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

He gently kissed her hair.

...

The bamboo curtain tapped lightly against the doorframe as someone tiptoed away.

Yuan Yunzhong chuckled, reluctantly letting go of Song Jiyun.

Song Jiyun's cheeks flushed, her radiance like a delicate flower blooming in the dimly lit study room, breathtakingly vibrant.

He tenderly adjusted the flower in her hair.

Through the study's green gauze window, the maid who had been holding a pouch had already left without notice, and a cough from Shao Qing could be heard outside the Xiangfei Bamboo window.